Sometimes, I get a little bored with my little town. It’s only a mile and a half across, which means I’ve seen the whole of it many times over. And it’s wedged right up against Chicago proper, which means I’m forever comparing Oak Park to the city and finding it falls short.
But then fall rolls around. All the trees turn magnificently golden, scarlet, and crimson, and they set off the Victorian mansions beautifully. These days, I’ve been making it a point to take a long walk in the late afternoon just to crunch through the leaves and admire the ornate architecture. Moxie seems to love it just as much as me–some of her favorite pastimes are rolling around in fallen foliage and trying to catch leaves as they fall!
And maybe it’s the nice weather or the fact that I’m outside exercising more than ever, but I’ve felt my mood turn up significantly. I feel energized, creative, happy. Nothing in my life is really all that different, but I see it differently. It feels great, and I want to soak in all this hope and excitement and contentment and hope it lasts me through the winter!
Hat: old, Urban Outfitters
Sweater: c/o thredUP